Count It
Yah yah
Growing up I never had nobody
So I get lonely when I'm with somebody, yeah
It's to the point where I can never hold it, yeah
I get on the booth and you know I'mma vomit
(Like, puke)
All my problems yeah I'm 'bout to count it, yeah
Count it, count it, count it, I'mma count it
I'mma count it and forget my blessings
I'mma count it fuck it I'mma count it
Shit is easy with me
Make it look like ABC
All my verses they be on that LCD
Hit me up like where you at? My nikka IDK
Stinking attitude? I tell that nigga IDC
Yah
It's that rolly shit I got no ice but I'm cold
I got no feeling do I even care? Man shut the fuck up
You don't like it if I rap about my damn depression
But I'm lonely and I got no one to speak to so
Mhm
I ain't 'bout the flex or them checks
I, I
I get caught in the maze of my phase
I, I
I can't seem to escape my mistakes
I
I don't feel safe I'm insane
Growing up I never had nobody, so ey
I get lonely when I'm with somebody, yah
It's to the point where I can never hold it, yeah
I get on the booth and I'mma vomit
(Like, puke)
All my problems yeah I'm 'bout to count it
Count it, count it, count it, I'mma count it
I'mma count it and forget my blessings
I'mma count it fuck it I'mma count it
My stress level elevated in a week
I get numb to happiness and I feel weak
It's getting harder to explain how I feel
I spend years feeling sad and if you ask me, "I'm okay"
What if I hurt and I sell my soul to Satan?
Would I feel better 'bout myself?
Would you like me?
Would you be with me through all of my dark phases?
Could I erase or burn the whole got damn pages?
Yeah
Flipping pages, flipping pages
Talk to God and get more blessings, get more blessings
I know I need some medication for my pain
I pray to God I never run up to that Perc and Xanny
Come and save me
Growing up I never had nobody so ey
I get lonely when I'm with somebody, yah
It's to the point where I can never hold it, yeah
I get on the booth and I'mma vomit
(Like, puke)
All my problems yeah I'm 'bout to count it
Count it, count it, count it, I'mma count it
I'mma count it and forget my blessings
I'mma count it fuck it I'mma count it
Growing up I never had nobody
So I get lonely when I'm with somebody, yeah
It's to the point where I can never hold it, yeah
I get on the booth and you know I'mma vomit
(Like, puke)
All my problems yeah I'm 'bout to count it, yeah
Count it, count it, count it, I'mma count it
I'mma count it and forget my blessings
I'mma count it fuck it I'mma count it
Shit is easy with me
Make it look like ABC
All my verses they be on that LCD
Hit me up like where you at? My nikka IDK
Stinking attitude? I tell that nigga IDC
Yah
It's that rolly shit I got no ice but I'm cold
I got no feeling do I even care? Man shut the fuck up
You don't like it if I rap about my damn depression
But I'm lonely and I got no one to speak to so
Mhm
I ain't 'bout the flex or them checks
I, I
I get caught in the maze of my phase
I, I
I can't seem to escape my mistakes
I
I don't feel safe I'm insane
Growing up I never had nobody, so ey
I get lonely when I'm with somebody, yah
It's to the point where I can never hold it, yeah
I get on the booth and I'mma vomit
(Like, puke)
All my problems yeah I'm 'bout to count it
Count it, count it, count it, I'mma count it
I'mma count it and forget my blessings
I'mma count it fuck it I'mma count it
My stress level elevated in a week
I get numb to happiness and I feel weak
It's getting harder to explain how I feel
I spend years feeling sad and if you ask me, "I'm okay"
What if I hurt and I sell my soul to Satan?
Would I feel better 'bout myself?
Would you like me?
Would you be with me through all of my dark phases?
Could I erase or burn the whole got damn pages?
Yeah
Flipping pages, flipping pages
Talk to God and get more blessings, get more blessings
I know I need some medication for my pain
I pray to God I never run up to that Perc and Xanny
Come and save me
Growing up I never had nobody so ey
I get lonely when I'm with somebody, yah
It's to the point where I can never hold it, yeah
I get on the booth and I'mma vomit
(Like, puke)
All my problems yeah I'm 'bout to count it
Count it, count it, count it, I'mma count it
I'mma count it and forget my blessings
I'mma count it fuck it I'mma count it
Credits
Writer(s): Sakhile Mavimbela
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